Mr. Conscience, the preacher, he also did his utmost to keep all
his good documents alive upon the hearts of the people of Mansoul.
Well, awhile after, the captains and stout ones of the town of
Mansoul agreed and resolved upon a time to make a sally out upon
the camp of Diabolus, and this must be done in the night; and there
was the folly of Mansoul, (for the night is always the best for the
enemy, but the worst for Mansoul to fight in,) but yet they would
do it, their courage was so high; their last victory also still
stuck in their memories.
So the night appointed being come, the Prince's brave captains cast
lots who should lead the van in this new and desperate expedition
against Diabolus, and against his Diabolonian army; and the lot
fell to Captain Credence, to Captain Experience, and to Captain
Good-Hope, to lead the forlorn hope. (This Captain Experience the
Prince created such when himself did reside in the town of
Mansoul.) So, as I said, they made their sally out upon the army
that lay in the siege against them; and their hap was to fall in
with the main body of their enemies.
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